Dirty Saj - Just Swervin' lyrics

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Dirty Saj - Just Swervin' lyrics

[Verse 1] I'll tell you what Yeah, it feels sh** to be lonely But I ain't gonna sit here like a b**h Getting b**hy and moany Old letter from Jimmy sitting here Little script that he wrote me That's arriving from my mum Little treat that she showed me Mad stressed from the streets Yeah, this sh** nearly broke me 'Nuff time I dodged bullets like Man, that sh** nearly wrote me Think it was a Carlton or Nux Or sh**, was it OP? sh** wasn't okey or dokey But got the b**h n***a roasted Mums crying for their sons Man, sh**'s been emotional Amount of n***as that I lost to the game So I sips on the potion Chilling on the block And there's a pistol approaching Then a n***a rolls up And man slips cause he's open Back then, I was low Just literally coping That's when the devil rose up Triple six with his omen I won't lie Fam, I've slipped and I've known him I got sick, man was rolling I got gripped in the moment [Hook] Nasty n***as, ask them n***as Masked up n***as is disturbing ba*tard n***as, won't put it past them n***as Half them n***as is just murdering It's kinda hard for n***as Raise a gla** for n***as that got birded Look fast at n***as, they gave a pa** to n***as So when I pa** them n***as, I'm just swerving Nasty n***as Masked up n***as is disturbing ba*tard n***as Half them n***as is just murdering It's kinda hard for n***as Raise a gla** for n***as that got birded Look fast at n***as, they gave a pa** to n***as So when I pa** them n***as, I'm just swerving [Verse 2] So we're sat at the meanest table Right at where the meal is I look back, think I saw this angel I look back where the gleam is This extension wasn't my intention My intention's the cleanest Man had to mention the realest intervention So pay attention to genius Roll with the greaziest f** demons, cause I'm back with my Jesus Yeah, I'm back with my Jesus Album, cause rap really needs this And is that really how man's sounding? And is that what the deal is? I had my baby mum stressed I put my mum through a nightmare But now she don't check the news Because her son wasn't out there No, her son wasn't out there, no I'm in the house with some houseware Big hand full of green I've got that Oscar the Grouch here Let God be my witness Every day I read my psalms And asking God for forgiveness I'm looking round like "wow God really did this" I pushed the bullsh** aside And then I got with the business [Hook] Nasty n***as, ask them n***as Masked up n***as is disturbing ba*tard n***as, won't put it past them n***as Half them n***as is just murdering It's kinda hard for n***as Raise a gla** for n***as that got birded Look fast at n***as, they gave a pa** to n***as So when I pa** them n***as, I'm just swerving Nasty n***as Masked up n***as is disturbing ba*tard n***as Half them n***as is just murdering It's kinda hard for n***as Raise a gla** for n***as that got birded Look fast at n***as, they gave a pa** to n***as So when I pa** them n***as, I'm just swerving